Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 811: Code, continue to code

The new martial arts that Deng Chanyu was thinking about was still being compiled in full swing, while Nuwa dug a hole for herself and buried herself in it.

She wrote the entire article in divine language, and at the end, she was shocked to find that she was a little confused.
As for the divine text, of course she knew it. She had no problem reading, writing and reciting it. However, the Nuwa Palace did not communicate with other saints on a daily basis, and it was even more impossible for Nuwa to preach to her mount and maids in such a high-profile manner, so there was no need for the divine text at all.

Just communicate with the saints occasionally in "Mandarin". Who would use the obscure and difficult-to-understand divine language to communicate? Do you want to eat fried dough sticks?
Now not only does she have to use the divine text to write a new set of skills, but she also has to use it to practice. Nuwa feels overwhelmed.

I just checked it and found seven typos in a 3,000-word manual.
If there is one wrong word, the whole article will go astray, let alone seven wrong words, the meaning of the whole article will change.

Nuwa held her chin with an extremely embarrassed look on her face. She could only reorganize her thoughts and pick up her pen to rewrite it!
"Empress! A Yu is almost arriving at Taisutian!" Qingluan came running to report. Just listening to her tone, someone who didn't know would think that it was a robber.

Nuwa was horrified: "What?!"

She calculated with her fingers and figured out that Deng Chanyu would definitely ask her about her new skills. What should she do?

Looking at the confusing new skills in front of her, she sighed secretly.

"Huh? Where is Taisutian?" Deng Chanyu left the Thirty-Three Heavens and was familiar with the way. At least she thought she was familiar with the way, and was preparing to come to Taisutian to find Nuwa.

The result was that she stood in the void, scratching her head in an unladylike manner, looking left and right, wondering where such a big Tai Sutian had gone?
Nuwa's Taisutian, Tongtian Jiaozhu's Yuyutian, and even the paradise of the two Western saints are all outside the prehistoric world. These places are not under the jurisdiction of the prehistoric world. They are the private lands of the saints. If you go to the prehistoric world, you will still be under the control of Hongjun. It is so much more free and easy to be at home.

Chaos is an endless ocean, and Honghuang is the largest land in it. This land is still expanding, and Taisutian, Yuyutian and others are floating islands on the sea, surrounded by chaos. They are just very close to the Honghuang continent, including the Zixiao Palace before Hongjun achieved enlightenment, which was also in the chaos, not in Honghuang.

Deng Chanyu had circled around the area twice but still couldn't find Tai Sutian. She was confused and didn't know for a moment whether she had remembered the direction wrong or there was some other reason.

Unable to find Taisutian, one can only return to the primitive world.

Nuwa, who was hiding in the Queen Nuwa Palace, breathed a sigh of relief and no longer maintained the stubbornness of a saint. She hurriedly contacted the Mother of Mount Li, and both her original body and her clone typed together.

Even if Nuwa is not found, life must go on.

"Teacher, when will you formally teach me the Ultra Instinct?" Nezha asked with anticipation.

Deng Chanyu: “.”

She just wrote a preface, and then kept bragging to Manjushri, Samantabhadra, Cihang and others, but she didn't write any main text at all.

She was now much faster than those authors who created new folders while playing games, but her progress was limited.
He coughed twice quickly: "Ahem, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. The skills are there, ready for you to practice at any time. The question is, are you ready?"

Seeing that Nezha was about to refute, Deng Chanyu finally took out the Qiongqi that she had originally prepared for Nezha to "play with".

"This is Qiongqi, one of the four evil beasts of the prehistoric world. He is disloyal, untrustworthy, unkind, and unjust. He is best at speaking evil words and doing anything evil."

Qiongqi was lying on the ground, his big eyes full of question marks. He tilted his head and looked at Nezha.

"It's you!" Nezha recognized the tiger as the "actor" from his earlier filial piety performance. Then, a hint of disdain crossed his eyes. Just like that? Evildoers? One of the Four Great Devils? Nezha touched the bite marks on his arm. Believe it or not, even Yang Jian's Roaring Sky Dog was more ferocious than this one!

Deng Chanyu secretly kicked Qiongqi in the stomach, and Qiongqi roared as if it was a conditioned reflex. It's true that this time he really had the power of a ferocious beast.

"Ultra Instinct requires a truly pure and flawless mind. Has your mind calmed down?"

Nezha thought about it and shook his head helplessly. A teenager is at the age when his mind is restless.

It will be easy if you shake your head.

Deng Chanyu pointed at Qiongqi and said, "You will be with this ferocious beast for the next few days. When you are able to resist its evil spirit and restore your spiritual clarity, I will teach you the Ultimate Self-Intention Technique."

After Nezha was fooled, someone immediately went into seclusion and started typing!

Zulong Palace.

The Thunder God, who always lived in seclusion, left Lei Ze and came to the Ancestral Dragon Palace to persuade many dragons to join the Western Religion.

It wasn't that he was bent on becoming a dragon traitor, but he felt from the bottom of his heart that the teachings of Western religion were suitable for the dragon clan. He had only heard about it from the disciples of Ksitigarbha and Maitreya before, but this time when he returned to the prehistoric world, the two saints Jie Yin and Zhunti went to Lei Ze to see him in person, and he was very moved.

"The Qilin clan is declining, let's not talk about that. The Phoenix clan has taken refuge with the Wahuang Palace and already has a backer. The Dragon clan has spent a lot of spiritual materials and taken refuge with the Heavenly Court, but what's the point? Can Haotian lend a hand to our clan in times of crisis?"

Seeing that he had tried his best to persuade them for a long time, but in the end only some young people agreed to go to the West to teach, Lei Shen got angry.

I have clearly found a way out for many of the dragon's descendants, so why are these guys so short-sighted?
The young dragons wanted to change the status quo, and having a saintly sect join them was naturally a good thing. However, many elder dragons were opposed to this. "We are the dragon clan. We were already doing Ao Guang a great honor by letting him enter the Heavenly Court. Now what are you saying? You want us elders to join the Western religion together? You, a conservative, are too radical!"

Zhenren Huanglong was delayed in Jinji Ridge for two days and now finally arrived at Zulong Temple.

He said sincerely, "Uncle, the two saints of the Western Religion made forty-eight great vows to become saints. The karma involved is very heavy. Joining the Western Religion is not the best strategy."

Thunder God sneered: "So the Immortal wants us to join the Chan Sect?"

Zhenren Huanglong really didn't dare to say this. He himself was a marginal dragon in the Chan Sect and had no right to make the decision. Not to mention him, even Chi Jingzi would have a hard time with such a matter involving the fortune of a big sect. Perhaps only Guangchengzi had the face to do so.

The Thunder God asked again, "The Western Sect is willing to open all its scriptures to my dragon clan. All dragons, regardless of their past, can go to the Paradise to practice. Is the Chan Sect willing to let me see the true meaning of the Jade Disc of Creation?"

It was obvious that this was impossible, so Master Huanglong frowned and thought about what to say.

Zulong did not participate in their discussion. No matter what choice the dragon clan made in the end, he had to block the sea eye here. He just wanted to eat something "hot". In his eyes, saints were all the same, and there was no difference between the orthodox religion and the Western religion.

(End of this chapter)